I can remember going to a preview of Four Weddings and a Funeral before all the hype and having
tears of laughter running down my face.
Not exact matches
I fled Him, down the nights and down the days; I fled Him, down the arches
of the years; I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways Of my own mind; and in the midst of tears I hid from Him, and under running laughte
of the years; I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways
Of my own mind; and in the midst of tears I hid from Him, and under running laughte
Of my own mind; and in the midst
of tears I hid from Him, and under running laughte
of tears I hid from Him, and under
running laughter.
Not only are they hilarious, but as you read this while sipping on your first cup
of probably cold - by - now coffee while the kids are
running around
tearing your house apart, you can get that needed
laughter into your day.
Lovely support comes from Penelope Wilton as a determined monarch, Rafe Spall as a mild - mannered footman and the utterly brilliant Jermaine Clement as Fleshlumpeater, the biggest and roughest
of the child - stealing, child - eating giants but special mention must go to the corgis who had me absolutely crying with
laughter as they raised their little faces with alarm after drinking frobscottle for the first time... if you emerge from the palace scenes without
tears running down your face, you're a stronger person than I am!
Where the rest
of us saw only the empty overgrown meadow behind our house, riddled with groundhog holes, with a shallow, muddy stream
running through it and a splintering wooden wagon that I had almost outgrown, he saw his friends: artists and teachers and butchers, scenic painters and Russian lighting designers, ship captains and hardware merchants all with a glass in hand, their
laughter rising high above our heads and then evaporating into the canopy
of maple leaves; the weeping willows shedding their leaf
tears down the banks
of the stream; fireflies and bagpipers arriving through the low clinging humidity
of summer; a giant pit with four spring lambs roasting over apple - wood coals; the smell
of wood smoke hanging in the moist summer nighttime air.